Falling off the track

When I first started my blog, it was meant to be about all things crafty and all my crafty makes.

I think I have fallen off the track a little

So...I think it's time to take a little break from the blog and you know, make some stuff!

In the meantime, here are a few crafty bits that I have made recently that you'll find in Taking the Plunge, Whitstable.

Post secret

I am just a little bit nosy (ok, ok a LOT nosy!), and because of this I am loving the Post Secret website.
Some of the secrets leave me cringing in my seat  -  it is very uncomfortable reading someones deepest, darkest and sometimes heartbreaking thoughts. But some of the secrets have made me laugh out loud and feel happy and excited for an anonymous stranger! How weird is that?

Hmmm what would your secret be?

Come rain or shine

I love it when lovely, lovely friends (who you don't see nearly enough) come to visit for the day and almost as soon as they arrive the grey, miserable clouds disappear and out comes brilliant, scorching hot sunshine.

 D and her little friend loved hearing the story of the rather large policeman who got stuck in Squeeze Gut Alley, where this picture was taken.

Incidently, almost as soon as our friends left to go home today - it didn't just rain, it poured.

Letting go

September is a month of letting go for me.

Letting go of a wonderful, sunny, happy summer and firmly embracing Autumn. Thankfully September so far has proved to be sunny and warm, so maybe summer is still hanging on by a thread...

The other BIG letting go is the BIG starting school one.

F started at his new Junior school yesterday.

It is obviously a big change, having been at his wonderful, nurturing Infant school for the last 3 years - to suddenly have to get used to new routines, teachers, children and buildings where he will spend the next 4 years. But we were so relieved when yesterday he came out smiling and happy, and it seems I was the one struggling more with the 'newness' of the school and all the new routines.

Now we are just playing a waiting game with D, who starts at the wonderful, nuturing Infant school on the 20th September. My last lot of letting go. She is missing her brother, but I am trying to make the most of the time with her, knowing that in a few shorts weeks the house is going to be quiet.
Very, very quiet.

I cried when F first started school as he just seemed so tiny and far too little to be experiencing such a huge, big thing as school without me right there by his side. He was of course fine.
But with D, she seems a whole lot older and more grown up and totally ready for this next big step in her life, I'm just not sure I'm ready for the big changes - it makes is so official. Her babyhood will officially be, OVER.
It's quite tricky this letting go thing!